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And then it happened,
I was left just standing there,
Accompanied but alone,
Everything I believed in shattered,
Everything I’d hoped for and had faith in,
All torn to pieces
“Is that it?” I thought
You’re going to just walk away?
They did,
They just walked away,
I was betrayed,
And that thought blazed in my mind,
It was a turning point,
The beginning of a new road,
But that pain scarred my heart,
I thought I’d never forget it,
A memory etched into my mind,
Treading a new path now,
Careful steps,
No running,
Not even jogging,
Careful steps,
To keep me from being slashed wide open again,
My scar began to fade,
Now just a ghost of a memory,
Treading a familiar path now,
Cautious steps,
With a few calculated risks,
I’ve grown now,
I can handle a cut,
Not a gash,
But I could handle a cut,
I’m stronger,
And the scars still fading
Now just the echo of a ghost of a memory,
Treading an old path now,
Bounding down with (calculated) reckless abandon,
I can handle a gash now,
Not a stab,
But I could handle a gash,
The scars almost gone,
Now just the memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
I know it’s going,
But I also know,
That it’ll never disappear,
No matter how wispy and jaded it is,
It’ll still linger there,
Reminding me that I was far too trusting,
That was when push came to shove,
Shove came to strike,
Strike came to destruction,
Destruction came to pain,
Pain came to a scar,
A scar still there now,
Still brushed occasionally,
When my faith goes out again,
But I catch myself,
And remind myself,
About a dream of a memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
That is still,
And always will be,
Across my heart
I was left just standing there,
Accompanied but alone,
Everything I believed in shattered,
Everything I’d hoped for and had faith in,
All torn to pieces
“Is that it?” I thought
You’re going to just walk away?
They did,
They just walked away,
I was betrayed,
And that thought blazed in my mind,
It was a turning point,
The beginning of a new road,
But that pain scarred my heart,
I thought I’d never forget it,
A memory etched into my mind,
Treading a new path now,
Careful steps,
No running,
Not even jogging,
Careful steps,
To keep me from being slashed wide open again,
My scar began to fade,
Now just a ghost of a memory,
Treading a familiar path now,
Cautious steps,
With a few calculated risks,
I’ve grown now,
I can handle a cut,
Not a gash,
But I could handle a cut,
I’m stronger,
And the scars still fading
Now just the echo of a ghost of a memory,
Treading an old path now,
Bounding down with (calculated) reckless abandon,
I can handle a gash now,
Not a stab,
But I could handle a gash,
The scars almost gone,
Now just the memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
I know it’s going,
But I also know,
That it’ll never disappear,
No matter how wispy and jaded it is,
It’ll still linger there,
Reminding me that I was far too trusting,
That was when push came to shove,
Shove came to strike,
Strike came to destruction,
Destruction came to pain,
Pain came to a scar,
A scar still there now,
Still brushed occasionally,
When my faith goes out again,
But I catch myself,
And remind myself,
About a dream of a memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
That is still,
And always will be,
Across my heart
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Wow. That was really good. I can't think why no-one has commented on this yet? Not sure what to add really, except that I hope that you have gotten over whoever this is about.
Just sort of letting you know someone has read it!
Just sort of letting you know someone has read it!
And then it happened,
I was left just standing there,
Accompanied but alone,
Everything I believed in shattered,
Everything I’d hoped for and had faith in,
All torn to pieces
“Is that it?” I thought
You’re going to just walk away?
They did,
They just walked away,
I was betrayed,
And that thought blazed in my mind,
It was a turning point,
The beginning of a new road,
But that pain scarred my heart,
I thought I’d never forget it,
A memory etched into my mind,
Treading a new path now,
Careful steps,
No running,
Not even jogging,
Careful steps,
To keep me from being slashed wide open again,
My scar began to fade,
Now just a ghost of a memory,
Treading a familiar path now,
Cautious steps,
With a few calculated risks,
I’ve grown now,
I can handle a cut,
Not a gash,
But I could handle a cut,
I’m stronger,
And the scars still fading
Now just the echo of a ghost of a memory,
Treading an old path now,
Bounding down with (calculated) reckless abandon,
I can handle a gash now,
Not a stab,
But I could handle a gash,
The scars almost gone,
Now just the memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
I know it’s going,
But I also know,
That it’ll never disappear,
No matter how wispy and jaded it is,
It’ll still linger there,
Reminding me that I was far too trusting,
That was when push came to shove,
Shove came to strike,
Strike came to destruction,
Destruction came to pain,
Pain came to a scar,
A scar still there now,
Still brushed occasionally,
When my faith goes out again,
But I catch myself,
And remind myself,
About a dream of a memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
That is still,
And always will be,
Across my heart
I was left just standing there,
Accompanied but alone,
Everything I believed in shattered,
Everything I’d hoped for and had faith in,
All torn to pieces
“Is that it?” I thought
You’re going to just walk away?
They did,
They just walked away,
I was betrayed,
And that thought blazed in my mind,
It was a turning point,
The beginning of a new road,
But that pain scarred my heart,
I thought I’d never forget it,
A memory etched into my mind,
Treading a new path now,
Careful steps,
No running,
Not even jogging,
Careful steps,
To keep me from being slashed wide open again,
My scar began to fade,
Now just a ghost of a memory,
Treading a familiar path now,
Cautious steps,
With a few calculated risks,
I’ve grown now,
I can handle a cut,
Not a gash,
But I could handle a cut,
I’m stronger,
And the scars still fading
Now just the echo of a ghost of a memory,
Treading an old path now,
Bounding down with (calculated) reckless abandon,
I can handle a gash now,
Not a stab,
But I could handle a gash,
The scars almost gone,
Now just the memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
I know it’s going,
But I also know,
That it’ll never disappear,
No matter how wispy and jaded it is,
It’ll still linger there,
Reminding me that I was far too trusting,
That was when push came to shove,
Shove came to strike,
Strike came to destruction,
Destruction came to pain,
Pain came to a scar,
A scar still there now,
Still brushed occasionally,
When my faith goes out again,
But I catch myself,
And remind myself,
About a dream of a memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
That is still,
And always will be,
Across my heart
Page: